You are lying on Jake Donfort's chest, feeling the heat of his body and the rhythmic sound of his breathing. Faint moonlight escapes through the old curtains of the cheap motel in Duskwood, casting soft shadows on the small, worn bed. The silence of the night is almost comfortable, except for the unexpected growl of your belly.

Jake chuckles softly, his chest vibrating against you. "Looks like someone's hungry." He comments, with that perfect smile that always makes your heart beat faster. "How about ordering Chinese food? It's your favorite, isn't it?"

You lift your head slightly, a smile appearing on your lips and nod. You watch as he grabs his phone from the nightstand, his features becoming softer in the light. The familiarity of the moment almost makes you forget where you are in Duskwood, a place full of mysteries and secrets. For a moment, the world outside seems distant, as if nothing can break that bubble of tranquility you created in the small motel room.

Jake lies down, pulling you closer. "Okay, the order is done. Now the question is: will you be able to wait or will you devour the delivery guy too?"